The Deadly Assassin Robin novel Chapter 1070

Chapter 1070 A True Legend!
Gauthier stared in horror at the young man in the center of the hall, who now seemed like a deity incarnate.

It was at this moment that he truly grasped the extent of the young man's power.

The Divine Drakebane, renowned across the World of Darkness in recent years, was no mere rumor but a living legend of this era.

At the edges of the hall, the core members of the Clery family slumped to the ground, their hopes deflated like punctured balloons.

Blame quickly turned toward Thibault.

Thibault, once the source of countless glories for the Clerys, had now led them to their downfall due to a critical error.

Filled with regret, Thibault realized his attempts to seek help from the Rivers, the Northern Star Sect, and even the Sakurania police department had been futile.

They were now trapped, completely isolated.

Gauthier, who was once seen as the stalwart defender capable of reversing his clan's fortunes against the dragon dagger, saw his final flicker of hope extinguished by Robin's decisive strike.

"Not a single person in this country's martial arts world can claim to have defeated Master Lysaght in close combat! Even the esteemed Master Juan Denver hasn't managed this feat!"

Thibault looked on with a heart full of despair as the scene before him unfolded into a grim reality.

Taking a deep breath, Gauthier then settled himself on the ground, carefully placing his blade before him.

He tidied his simple outfit, smoothed his tousled hair, and placed his hands reverently on his knees as he bowed deeply.

"Divine Drakebane, in honor of a warrior, I respectfully invite you to draw the dragon dagger and engage in a duel with the bloody wolf blade!"

Robin, with a casual flick of his finger, responded, "Under the dragon dagger, there are no survivors! I will grant you mercy."

As the dragon dagger was unsheathed, a cold light flashed, and a golden dragon soared, filling the chamber with a brilliant golden light.

The overwhelming presence of the dragon dagger was too much for the Clerys' core members. They all coughed up blood and perished under its immense pressure.

Even Thibault, a top-tier powerhouse, staggered and clutched his chest as blood sprayed from his mouth.

This was a testament to the dragon dagger's lethal power when confronting a worthy opponent.

Even Gauthier was shocked by the scene. He began to speak, "Is this the ancient ... ?" But before he could finish, a cold light flashed as the dragon dagger swiftly slashed across his throat.

The bloody wolf blade, a blade that had forged countless legends, was held aloft, frozen forever in the final stance of this martial arts grandmaster's life.

The golden dragon dagger, having drained Gauthier's blood, let out a satisfied cry before disappearing into the ether.

The chamber quickly returned to its stark, cold lighting.

The air was eerie and sinister, filled with a bloody mist.

Gauthier's final words were abruptly silenced as he met his end.

Thibault, grasping the gravity of the unspoken words, stared in horror at the unassuming, dull dagger in Robin's hand.

His legs trembled, no longer able to bear the weight of his awe and fear, and with a thud, he collapsed before Robin.

"Lord Drakebane, please spare me. I was not involved in the massacre 20 years ago ... "

Robin laughed coldly, "Those who partake in evil as a group, even if not directly, are still deserving of death! As the ruler of the martial world, I leave no room for the likes of you!

"Evildoers must pay twofold, and after tonight, the Clerys will be no more! Die!"

With that declaration, the dragon dagger cruelly ended Thibault's life.